~Poetry~ I have a nomadic soulIt yearns for a freedom lostTo wander these landsNot as would be LordRather as one would be kinIt desires to beWherever mine eyes do seeTo borders I’m blindSo too the machinations of menThe fools collecting ever moreOnly to die and lose it allHaving never truly livedFor who can say they’ve livedHaving never known loveInstead, endlessly building wallsTo keep the other … Continue reading Nomadic Soul